Drunkards' Blues - Hank Thompson
Written by：Hank Thompson
Walking slow to the graveyard
I've lost everything I could lose
Now I've even lost my baby
I guess I've got the drunkard's blues
It was down at Big Joe's barroom
On the corner beyond the square
Everybody drinkin' good liquor
The regular crowd was there
So I strolled out on the sidewalk
Began to look around
Looking everywhere for my baby
But that sweet woman can't be found
It was down at St James infirmary
I found my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So cold so pale so fair
So I strolled back down to the barroom
To get another drink of gin
The next thing you know
I'm reeling rocking and drunk again
Sixteen coal black horses
All hitched up in a line
In that pretty buggy
She's ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine
Walking slow to the graveyard
I've lost everything I could lose
Now I've even lost my baby
I guess I've got the drunker's blues